It was four o'clock in the afternoon and the conversation was coming to an end.

Lu Dongjie pondered for a while, "Regarding this revision, you first draft a plan for me, and we will discuss it at the next meeting."

Tang Zhongguang closed the notepad and stood up with a smile, "Okay, I will make the plan as soon as possible for you to review, Lu Sheng."

When he turned around and left, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had always been afraid that the new owner would be arbitrary and arbitrary.

But after a relatively candid conversation between the two, he gradually gave up his original worries.

Although I did not fully accept his ideas, I had to be surprised and admired by his mind and thinking.

The young proprietor's current achievements are by no means the ability and means of ordinary people.

Let's see that he has talent in his belly and has the courage to do things, but he also leaves some room for it.

If he dares to rely on his old age and sell himself off, I believe the proprietor will sweep him out of the newspaper office without any mercy.

After Tang Zhongguang left the president's office, the air was still filled with the faint smell of tobacco.

Lu Dongjie sat leisurely on the chair, his fingers gently clasping the table, his eyes flashing from time to time.

He didn't expect that he could convince Tang Zhongguang in one meeting and then support him unreservedly. This was a bit naive.

The editor-in-chief Tang Zhongguang cannot be moved for the time being, and he still has many aspects that he needs to deal with.

Tiantian Daily still retains a deep influence of Webster, whether it is the supply system, distribution channels, or advertisers.

His foundation is not yet solid, and he still needs to rely on Tang Zhongguang to bridge the gap and slowly dilute these factors.

Moreover, as Tang Zhongguang is a loyal minister of Tiantian Daily, unless he is willing to leave voluntarily, it is difficult to touch him.

Even if you want to touch him, if you don't give him a decent way, he will inevitably be criticized and let the people below feel cold.

Now is the time when people's hearts are in a state of flux, and he still wants this important minister to calm down the employees below who are trying to make a move.

The newspaper is still in a transitional period, and Tang Zhongguang, a key figure, can influence the whole situation.

Therefore, it is better to be still than to move.

We can only wait for him to stabilize the situation in front of him, wait for him to become familiar with the operation of the entire newspaper, and truly control the daily newspaper.

As for whether he will go or stay, it remains to be seen.

Lu Dongjie smacked his lips and kept talking all afternoon. Now his mouth felt dry.

Zhong Xiaomei opened the door gently and came in, "President, the tea is here...Hey, he's gone."

Her whole expression became lively, she no longer pretended to be a lady, and she sat down like a gust of wind.

Lu Dongjie couldn't help but laugh, "You don't look like a secretary at all."

Miss Zhong tilted her head and made a face, "I am your girlfriend, not really your secretary."

Lu Dongjie looked her up and down for a while. She was half green and half, like an attractive fruit.

Miss Zhong immediately overcame him, "What are you doing? You still want me to pour you tea and water?"

Lu Dongjie suddenly laughed evilly, hugged her and gently placed her on his lap.

Zhong Xiaomei pushed him with her little hands and glared at him fiercely, "I'm warning you, don't mess around."

It's just that her sultry look makes people feel even more cute and cute.

Lu Dongjie ignored the warning, hugged her gently, slowly leaned down and kissed her light pink lips.

Zhong Xiaomei couldn't resist such domineering and gentleness at all, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around his waist.

A gust of breeze blew in, swaying the blinds and a magazine on the countertop.

The pages turned with a "whispering" sound, creating a little unexpected noise, but it also interfered with the affectionate communication between the two.

The wind stopped and everything returned to normal.

At this time, Lu Dongjie and Liu Xiahui were sitting still and calmly. They carefully looked through the personnel report and circled it with a red pen from time to time.

Zhong Xiaomei lay quietly on his shoulder and blew into his ear mischievously, disturbing his work.

"Tuk tuk..." At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Like a frightened bird, Zhong Xiaomei left his arms in a panic, subconsciously trying to find a place to hide.

When she came back to her senses, she felt that she was a little helpless again, so she could only glare at him angrily.

Lu Dongjie smiled, cleared his throat and shouted outside: "Come in."

Zhu Qianyu walked in holding the document, her expression obviously hesitant, "Lu Sheng, I have collected the information you want."

Lu Dongjie held the teacup in his hand and took a sip slowly, "Okay, just leave it there."

Zhu Qianyu put down the documents and suppressed her curiosity, "If nothing happens, I'll go out first."

Lu Dongjie suddenly remembered, "By the way, the Observatory will hoist the No. 8 typhoon signal tonight, notifying employees that they can leave work early."

Zhu Qianyu immediately replied: "Okay."

When she turned around and walked out, she couldn't help but murmur secretly in her heart.

Although the boss's face remained normal, why did Zhong Xiaomei and Xiafei's cheeks appear so dark? I don't know what the two of them had done.

Moreover, she noticed that Miss Zhong’s shirt was a little messy. How could there be such obvious wrinkles for no reason?

Her hand inadvertently touched her heart, and she suddenly understood.

She couldn't help but secretly spat, but her face couldn't help but turn slightly red.

Lu Dongjie stood up and waved to Miss Zhong, "Let's go, I'll take you home first. Don't go out on the street tonight if you have nothing to do."

Miss Zhong raised her head and narrowed her eyes coquettishly, "Okay, but you have to pick me up from work tomorrow."

Such a small request, of course, I have to agree to it.

While Lu Dongjie was rushing home in the wind and rain, the other three members of the Lu family all came back early.

Father Lu was sitting in the living room leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper, while Mother Lu was busy in the kitchen preparing tonight's feast.

Miss Lu was sitting in the restaurant, holding her chin with one hand, waiting boredly.

She asked out of curiosity: "If my eldest brother buys a newspaper, will he be called a newspaper guy in the future?"

Father Lu turned his head and corrected her angrily, "He is the proprietor and president of the newspaper. Children, don't talk nonsense, it will make people laugh."

Miss Lu pursed her lips at him, "Dad, what do you mean by 'newspaper guy'?"

Father Lu's face suddenly darkened with embarrassment, and he hesitated and couldn't explain why.

Mother Lu came out with the dishes and served them. She was dumbfounded and said, "Anyone who delivers newspapers on the street is called a newspaper man."

Lu Xiaomei saw something strange on the faces of the two of them. It must not be that simple. She would ask her eldest brother again when he came back.

"Director of Water Supplies Tao Jia said that although there have been several showers recently, the reservoir reserves are insufficient and Hong Kong residents still have to accept secondary water restrictions."

The emotionless voice of the news reporter came from the TV, bringing yet another empty joy to the citizens who had been suffering from water restrictions for several months.

Mother Lu immediately became angry and said, "I heard that there is no water supply in the mountainous area, so why should we ordinary people suffer?"

Dad Lu gave her a funny look and said, "If you have the ability, you can buy a house in Mid-Levels. That will put you ahead of others."

Mother Lu in turn rolled her eyes at him and said with a bit of complacency, "Huh, I can't afford it, but my son can afford it."

Father Lu said angrily: "You think your son opens a bank and buys this and that, and he will be bankrupt sooner or later."

Lu Xiaomei suddenly interjected, "Eldest brother also has a villa in Kowloon Tong."

"where?"

Father Lu and Mother Lu looked over in surprise at the same time.

Lu Xiaomei secretly cried out in her heart that it was terrible, and she almost betrayed her eldest brother because of her quick words.

She stuck out her tongue and quickly said, "You heard me wrong. I mean Kowloon Tong is not bad either."

Just when the two of them wanted to interrogate this prodigal girl, there was a slight noise outside the door.

Miss Lu was so relieved that she jumped up and rushed out, "It's brother who is back."
Chapter completed!